the day after

the only thing better than Thanksgiving is the day after Thanksgiving. college football, leftovers, house is quiet, three-day weekend.

i woke up in my parents' basement this morning to a big Labrador licking my face and a funny sensation in my belly: hunger. had some almond-butter French toast and coffee. now i'm doing what is to be done the day after Thanksgiving: sitting on a couch watching football.

i have to conserve my energy today for tomorrow's Border War. read Jason Whitlock's column on the game. i believe it's written for Missouri fans, but i appreciate his political correctness in thinly-veiled inclusive language.

hope everyone was able to pause and count their blessings and then figure out how to count their caloric intake.